It was April 12, the day they lifted so many of the shelter-at-home rules. People were out-and-about, but not without unprecedented caution. The measures taken were amazing.
Most everyone wore masks. The nation's industry had responded by producing more than had ever been thought possible.
Oh, the restaurants were a sight. Sit-down dining, yes. But, it had never been like this. Each place at the table had a little clear-plastic hood over it, so your air space was much your own. You could talk to the others at the table, but germs from your mouth were caught from reaching them by the little canopy.
But, the biggest thing -- the most novel and enterprising -- was the walking bubbles. Big, clear-plastic bubbles you walked in. Oh, as the story-teller here, I will admit I don't know if they could be designed to work, but I say we try. Anyway, there were these big, round bubbles you walked in. They isolated you even though people were all about you.
"Social distancing" was still a popular term, but the term "mobile sheltering" had somewhat replaced it.
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